I read a couple of new chapters of Avengers fics I'd been following.
A couple of hours later: I read the latest chapter of Rainjoy's exorcist fic. I read the latest chapter of "Scars and Ink."
I texted some with J.-PA and chatted a little with Riah.
I wrote to Pred and asked what her Tumblr was, because I tried "predatrix" and got a pron site.
I texted a little with WhiteSheepCBD.
I made a long comment on Pred's "Brit-Picking Notes."
I talked with J. for a while, and with K., too. I've been calling her and texting her, leaving messages to tell her we're thinking of her and hoping she's getting better, and that we love her. She had a couple of bad falls and in a separate incident punctured her eardrum. I told J. about my experience with Dad and Dr. H. J. said it sounded like I'd gotten a lot out of the session. Before that, though, he said I'd "thrown Dad under the bus" by saying that he sits and watches TV all day. (Dr. H. said, "Ohhh.") I said that it was true. A day or two after the session, Dad said that I'd been "telling on him." So on some level Dad recognizes that there was some truth to what I said. I enjoyed the session, even if Dad didn't necessarily enjoy it.
Later: I did laundry.